Nelly stood where she was like a sculpture. She only snapped back to her senses a long time later. She walked away slowly.

‘Hah, orphanage, adopted, the Tanners’ heiress…’

What Mandy had said was like a ghost following Nelly, crushing her very last ounce of dignity and pride.

Those words were a wake-up call. Her identity as the Tanners’ heiress that she had been proud of was actually fragile. She was just the heiress with a mask on. Behind the mask was a wounded face.

Absent-mindedly, Nelly walked to the courtyard. None of the massive, sophisticated houses that were as majestic as castles belonged to her.

After passing by the corridor to the courtyard, she arrived at an exquisite standalone building. It was located in a good location that was surrounded by mountains. It was a perfect place to live.

She stood at the door while clenching her fists. There was hatred in her eyes as she stared at the door.

“M-Miss?” An old servant opened the door. She looked at her in shock. “Why are you here?”

“Where’s my sister?”

“She’s resting.”

want to

wanted to stop her but

Nelly walked in directly.

beautifully decorated. Even the decors exuded extreme nobility. The person who

the door to the bedroom. The big, beautiful room was filled

a wheelchair. A doctor and

was stunned when she saw Nelly. Her

She called

The rage

her, pretending to be in

“Mm-hmm.” Kelly nodded.

look at the doctor and the nurses.

scared. She held the wheelchair handles tightly. Her lips

heiress for the past over 20

Her heart sank.

body, which had been illness-ridden since she was

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